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I just read every post (except the blabbering I thought was poetry) and I cannot fucking believe how emo I used to be. I don't get it because all of that complaining and whining and I was having so much goddamn fun at the same time. Besides that broad I was dating around my 21st birthday, for 2 solid years passed that was some of the best fucking times on the planet. I am amazed at how much anxiety I had around those times. Women in general really fucked me up. I would become some deeply involved in a small amount of time that it would drive me crazy. Poor girls, they never stood a chance.
I've always had problems with sleep and anxiety, and I can see they were a fucking huge problem back then. It's embarrassing to see how lazy I was too.
The plus side is that out of those memories I only see most of the good ones. That's awesome.
I've always had problems with sleep and anxiety, and I can see they were a fucking huge problem back then. It's embarrassing to see how lazy I was too.
The plus side is that out of those memories I only see most of the good ones. That's awesome.